The Other Side
#2 of Secrets
A sorta-sequel to Desires, short dirty, and with more gloryhole fun
The girl was bored. She had promised her parents to stay put until they got back, trying to locate her brother as the ferry was getting closer to port. Kicking her feet, she was rather annoyed that she was being punished for him going out on some adventure again, and without even bringing his younger sister.
She looked up from her seat at the table as she heard a scream and saw a woman leaving the rest-rooms in a hurry. "That was strange," she thought to herself, "wonder what's going on." The 15 year old wolfess was of a curious nature, and couldn't help her urge to find out what had spooked the lady so. Instead of staying as her parents had told her to, she thought to herself, "I'll just tell them I had to pee." as she got up, and walked into the restroom. As she walked by the stalls, all of them where locked, except for one. Tryingly she pushed the door. As it opened slowly, she peeked inside, letting out a soft gasp at what was presenting itself.
Hanging through a hole obviously cut into the wall, was a dick, a rather large one at that, at least as far as she could tell. Not that the girl had had much experience yet. At first, she couldn't figure out what to do, but somehow felt herself drawn to the malehood, soon closing and locking the stall behind her. Soon the teen was kneeling next to the cock, looking it over, looking at it throbbing, a small drop of fluid dripping from the tip. Her heart was racing, she knew this was wrong, she knew she should do the same as the woman, but her tummy was tingling at the scent and sight of the cock, making her bite her lip. Soon she found herself, her paw wrapped around the stranger's cock. She heard the moan, her brain clicking, the scent so tantilizing, the encouragement just from her simple touch egging on the girl. Soon she found herself stroking the strange cock, rhythmically up and down, again and again, eliciting a series of moans from the other side of the wall, purring as she hears him.
She kept stroking at him, but somehow it wasn't enough. She had to have more, she had to know how it felt, how it... how it tasted. At first the thought grossed her out, but the strong musky scent quickly filling the stall, fogging her brain, told her it wasn't gross, that it would be nice, that it would taste good, that it was expected of a good wolf bitch. As the thoughts ran through her head, she found that she had let go of the cock, which was now bobbing up and down, throbbing softly, a clear fluid still dripping from the tip, if a bit more copious by now. The girl felt sorry for the stranger, whom she had just tried to please, and not wanting to be a bad wolfess, she soon got back to work. This time though, it wasn't her paw, her own curiosity, and perhaps that itch between her legs, had convinced her that she had to taste the cock, that she had to try it.
She heard a loud grunt from the other side as she wrapped her soft lips around the tip, her tongue exploring the head, murring softly as she licked off the oozing fluids. Soon she got more adventurous, taking more of the cock in her muzzle, her tongue exploring every inch of the malehood. She knew he liked it, at least she assumed so as he pushed his length deeper into her muzzle. Not that she minded, the girl eagerly sucking and licking at every inch of the cock that she could reach, drinking as much of the juices as she could, the taste divine. Her own paw soon slipped down, unbuckling her belt and opening her jeans, pushing into them, making her moan softly around the cock, sending shivers through it, as she teased at her wet folds and clit. "Oh my god, " she thought to herself, "I get this wet just by sucking off some stranger." she blushed a bit at the perversity of the situation, but couldn't make herself stop, didn't want to, as she started bobbing her head faster, sucking harder, her paw teasing at herself, probing at her entrance, making her moan loudly, the cock working as a gag in her muzzle.
She felt him shoot a rather large shot of juices into her muzzle, knowing somehow that this wasn't her final prize, but that he was getting close, she quickly swallowed, preparing, opening her throat as much as she could, her own paw frantically rubbing at her young sex, making her whimper around the cock. Soon she felt it, she felt him, rope af rope of thick cum shooting into her muzzle. The young girl drinking it eagerly, murring at the taste and consistency, whining softly, she pushed one last time at her entrance, penetrating herself, and with a growl she arched her back, collapsing onto the floor for a moment, but soon getting back up, licking and cleaning the dripping cock, not wanting any of the sweet nectar go to waste, not when it had caused her such pleasure.
Soon she had cleaned off the cock, pouting a bit to herself, the girl, still dazed from her pleasure and the scents, found a piece of paper in her pocket, and scribbled on it:
Thanks for the drink. Call me 555-9812
Before she had a chance to think it through, she slipped the paper through the hole, and sat against the wall, panting softly, her paw idly stroking at her soaked lips.
She didn't have to wait for long, her phone soon buzzing with the sound of a text coming in, flipping it open she read the message:
Next time, I'm gonna feel your nether lips too. See you later sis.
The girl let out a loud gasp. One of the other stall doors slamming rather loudly soon after, some woman grumbling under her breath "damn teens, and their damn cell phones, no peace anywhere..." before the door closed.
"No wonder it smelled so familiar, " she thought to herself, knowing she should be grossed out, having just blown her brother to orgasm, "perhaps the trip home will be more interesting." she purred, as she got up, closing her pants, and quickly rinsing the worst of her juices from her paw, leaving just the faintest trace of scent.
She exited the restrooms at the same time as her brother, pretending to ignore him, and pretending not to notice the rather lustful gazes he was giving her, completely inappropriate for a brother to give his sister, but still sending a tingle down her spine.